September112014
“Each time we don’t say what we wanna say, we’re dying.” Yoko Ono (via psych-facts)
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“I’m not in this world to live up to your expectations and you’re not in this world to live up to mine.” Bruce Lee (via kushandwizdom)

More good vibes here

(via thelovenotebook)

(via thelovenotebook)

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tedessco:

I love these types of photos. They make me want to grab a bag, throw some clothes in it and just leave

tedessco:

I love these types of photos. They make me want to grab a bag, throw some clothes in it and just leave

(Source: project-south, via d-ramatically)

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oarsis:

superwhohannilockpotter:

I will never not reblog this gif set whenever it comes across my dash.

DEAR MY FATHER

(Source: seawolph, via flyafteryoufall)

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They say I am a hopeless romantic, and that it is a problem. Because I dream of fairytales that were never meant to become biographies, and believe in magic and perfection and other phantasms. Because kisses in the rain, being swept of your feet, and lovely proposals at the exact spot you met are real, but too often feelings are two-faced and ruthless, and I am too caught up in my wishes to see behind the mask.

They say I am a hopeless romantic, and that it is a blessing. Because dreaming of fairytales is sweet and innocent. Because it makes me wait for the right one and fills my heart with warmth, and it allows me to keep believing even when everyone else has given up on love.

I say I am a hopeless romantic, and that it is a problem. Because I fall in love with ideas that were never meant to become plans, and I imagine scenarios and possiblities and other dreamlands. Because taking midnight strolls, spending the night talking on a rooftop, and getting up before the sun are possible, but too often dreams require two people and there are only so many friends you can call at 2am.

I say I am a hopeless romantic, and that it is a blessing. Because dreaming of beauty keeps me happy and adventurous. Because it makes me want to take chances and fills my heart with warmth, and it allows me to keep believing even when everyone else has given up on life.

Romance isn’t just about love. by Josi R. (via thebeautyinbeautiful)

(via arent-we-all-imperfect)

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September72014
well fuck you, one day I’ll learn how to swim.

well fuck you, one day I’ll learn how to swim.

(Source: feedingtheselies, via inhospitableplanet)